Word Count: 963
Premise: Oslo has been defeated. Can Aaron reclaim the Isle of Proxis and save humanity's Spirit?
The very minute the Sun was forced from the sky, humans became a slave race. Every living being left on Earth was forced into a life of servitude to please the Shadows.
The Luminaries were no more after their leader, Oslo, was murdered in the Battle at Proxis by Vigi, God of the Shadows. The home of all Luminaries was located on the Isle of Proxis. Now, it housed Vigi's throne and the Shadows. Vapid, lightless, and a tsunami's oasis, Vigi's Proxis demanded strength to survive. It demanded mischief and the gnashing of teeth, but, above all, chaos.
No one else was there to stand up for humanity, thus leaving Vigi and the Shadows to prod everyone around for their amusement. With Oslo obliterated, the Shadows conquered the Human Spirit and ended Peace on Earth.
When will the time come for Peace to be restored? Aaron brooded, shoveling through the remnants of a singed home. He picked through piece by piece of burned fragments. It stirred up clouds of ashes which covered and stuck to everything it touched. His drove was picking through rubble of apartment buildings, scanning for any bright objects.
He found a star pendant underneath some rubble and pulled it out, twisted it in the light to see how it glowed. The pendant was snatched from his hand before he could even begin to examine it.
Vigi's orders were crystal clear. All humans must work until every last luminous object on the planet was destroyed. When the last piece was destroyed, the world would be left in fulfilling darkness - ideal for Shadows. A Shadow policed each drove of humans, yelling, gnashing their teeth, discouraging anything but digging, moving, or shoveling. No rest was allowed for anyone until an entire acre of land was picked apart by each group, and resistance was not an option. Martyrdom was dead.
Aaron saw the monster clasping the pendant. "All things luminous must go!" croaked Grigi the Shadow.
We get it, we get it! Aaron wanted to scream out loud, or cry, or both. The more he shoveled and sorted, the more he thought about his family. The more he thought about his family, the more he missed them and the more he wanted revenge.
"Aaron! Aaron! Come in and clean your stars! They're getting dirty!" He could see his mom smiling through the open portal, motioning to come her way.
Aaron and Slink, his moondog, were playing catch. They had been under the Sun all afternoon.
"Aaaaannd - GO GET IT!" The flying disc cut up and across the yard, and Slink pounced, flapped his ears and gained even height with the disc. He floated back down in front of Aaron. "Gooood boooy! Awww..yeah, goood boy!"
He had been at it all day trying to teach Slink how to catch a disc in mid-air.
Aaron gave Slink a final rub and ran inside, leaving Slink to bark and yelp in spurts outside.
After the cleaning, he tucked the stars away into his closet, making sure they were all snug in their wraps. Each one twinkled sporadically, casting a brilliant light show around Aaron's bedroom.
"Mom, what's that?"
His mother turned and caught the image he was holding onto. An exuberant light wave was heading for them with no signs of stopping. They shielded their eyes and squinted.
"Mom, I'm scared! What is that?!"
Aaron embraced his mother and shut his eyes.
He regained consciousness. Burning piles were all around him, the smell of char wafting through the air. His mom was gone and Slink was nowhere to be found. He couldn't even tell if he was still at his house.
Aaron couldn't believe this. Where was everyone? Why was it so dark? He combed ash out of his hair and struggled to stand up.
"All things luminous must go!"
Aaron's hands were swollen and black from lifting the heavy, burnt pieces of building, and he was profusely sweating
He did not know how much longer he could last. His drove was only through perusing half of the acre for the day, and Aaron was certain the acres were growing bigger.
The people around him were just as swollen. Just as dirty. As they cringed and gritted their teeth in unison, Aaron hoped that there was a light shining somewhere on Earth, and that it would save them all. He stopped digging. He imagined a Luminary swooping in to give Grigi a taste of his own medicine, exhuming the Sun, and controlling all of the chaos.
Grigi towered over Aaron. "ALL THINGS LUMINOUS MUST GO! FASTER!"
He was knocked to the ground and landed face-first into the mud.
He picked up Aaron by his hair, lifted him to his feet and shoved him forward onto his knees. "Mush you filthy beast!"
As he hesitated, he saw a luminous piece. He wanted to just die than to do this forever, but his mother and Slink would not have wanted that, so he crawled forward toward the shiny object. Aaron dusted it off. It was golden, mesmerizing like a sailor's sunset. A griffin holding two swords was embossed on the Sun, and triangular rays ornately settled around all sides.
Aaron was transfixed, frozen.
"What are you doing, boy?!....." Grigi glided back toward Aaron. When Grigi laid eyes upon the object in Aaron's clinched hand, he gasped, hisses of shadow steaming out of his head. "It cannot be...only...ohh..."
Aaron held up the piece and broke into a smile for the first time since Demolition Day. He knew what he held in his hand was going to change Earth, change the chaos. "It's the Medallion of Oslo."
Part Two Premise: - What happened on Demolition Day? Where is Aaron's family? What newfound powers lie within the Medallion of Oslo?
This is my first stab at any type of fantasy/science fiction like story. I would love some feedback from fantasy writers. Of course, any feedback is always much appreciated!